inner wars

And
that dark stain
bleeding through the skin

And
that great heavy emotion
playing in the guts

And
that fine thread of optimism
that keeps telling you
it's going to be all right

So
marches the song
of the distraught

So
says the meat

Give
that last part of yourself
so you may be devoid
of its trappings

Play
at the puddle of madness
like a child
trudging through the mud

no escape
so says the meat

Live
so you may die of life

What
possesses you-
compels you
to reach farther
than you ever have
before

try that